I fear the day that my pain goes,
I fear how they may find me,
I fear the views they may impose,
I fear how it may look to see.
But for now none of that matters.
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Depressing poetry for lost souls
PoetryThis is a collection of my own original poems, most are depressing or dark. Most have hidden meaning. Hope you like if not, then who cares, this is how a depressed person vents.
Fears of death
I fear the day that my pain goes,
I fear how they may find me,
I fear the views they may impose,
I fear how it may look to see.
But for now none of that matters.
